Assertive Quarry

You left crinkles along the pages
of every one of my gracious days.
I sold
my soul
to the shadows of darkness
on the day you walked through my front door.
You Whore-
devastated my existence
and terminated the color of my skin.
Those shadows were coming for me.
I could hear them calling
when the peace subdued my eyelids.
I had some time to *kill-*
I went to visit you
Before it was too late.